”“Oh, you are not sorry yet; you will be, though, very sorry indeed.”With that, the first smack landed on my left buttock soon to be followed by...one on the right. This pattern continued and then she delivered several hard smacks in the same place. I started to wriggle and moan my protests. Mistress was unmoved she continued my spanking, varying the pace and where she spanked and the strength of the smacks. I was finding it increasingly hard to keep quiet. I did, however, have a lovely view of. If I had to place a bet, I would say she was about to come in about thirty seconds, maybe less.“Let it happen, let him see the pleasure you are receiving. Tell him how nice his cock feels.”The pianist was urging her on; pushing her on her journey towards sexual bliss. I think, from what I saw, the woman was responding to the words as well. She was pushing her bum against his erection in the most erotic way; taking her time and savouring every long inch of his erect cock.“That’s it, show him how. I carried her to my bed and placed her there. “Ketan Beta, kiss me, please. I am starving for cock! I need your cock, your lund in my cunt, my choot!” I kissed her passionately. Sucked her lips. Pushed my tongue in her mouth. She sucked it passionately. I undid her pajamas. Pulled it down. She stepped out her tight pajamas. Now I can see her naked lergs and thighs, her shining cunt triangle, completely shaven. Her cleanly shaven pussy mound was so exciting! She tried to cover it with her hand. ‘No, Drake. One of Mistress Raell’s personal slaves. House slaves are trained by other trainers. Only personal slaves are trained by Mistress Raell.’ The duo sat quietly, Slade waiting and Drake thinking. Drake could feel fear once again coiling up in his stomach. Personal slave to the dragon? What had happened the slaves before Slade? Drake flinched as the door to the room opened. Mistress Raell strode in. Drake was relieved she was in all human form, with no talons or tail to be seen. She.